Amid all the tentacle porn and revealing costumes, the anime convention is a hotbed of friskiness. Could it be the perfect place for an unshaven man in a backwards sweater to find anime romance?
Play it cool, Dave. Just saunter up and stare blankly. Let her make the first move. Hmm, she doesn't seem to be going for it. Well, okay, there are plenty of fish in the sea…
Holy shit, she's got her arm around me. Just gotta stand perfectly still so I don't scare her away… Oh, fine, she was just in it for the photo opportunity. I won't lie, I'm a little bit heartbroken, but I'm sure I'll find someone to share my anime experience with.
Is it my imagination, or is this girl kind of checking me out? And… wait a minute… she's not wearing any pants. Jackpot! Just be cool. Girl with no pants right next to me. What do I do? What does "Glomp" mean? Come on, Dave, don't mess this one up…
At what point does your ruthless gnawing count as self-cannibalism?
Liberals want to mess with the rooms where we poo and pee. Unacceptable. We must protect our poo and pee.
These all just look like normal cats to me.
From what I understand, this genre is about getting eaten by crocodiles. I excel at this.
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